- Manipulating people is so easy I almost stopped doing it. Almost, but after years of practice I couldn't resist. Its a simple method I use to get what I want, when needed. Of course it has its downsides but I have the tendency of getting over it pretty quickly, but at last it has catched up to me. Sugar, as I like to call her has changed my life.
- Sugar is how I get my way with things. If someone were to want to borrow some sugar, they would have to do favors for me. As badly as it sounds, whatever I want when it comes to sugar, I get.
- I may sound like a petty teenage girl, asking her father for a shiny new car. No, please do not be mistakened. I am a master at manipulation, now. This wasn't an art I was born with. I was the manipulated. I was the prey. They used to tease me, take advantage of me. Now I am in control. I am the powerful, one. I lure people in, silly women, young children in with a single stare or a solitary smile. Manipulating people is so easy, I simply can't resist. It doesn't matter who it is, as long as they have what i want, I'll get it. Everytime, except for this one case. I'd come across a strange man who was selling THE most amazing dress you'd ever seen. I wanted it. BAD! So, i go up to him and ask the price. I always try to use manipulation as a last resort, and that was just the case with this dress. It was too expensive, but i HAD to have it. I gave him a little sugar, and asked for it in the way that i do. But it didn't work, and he just stood there smiling at me, asking for the money! After that, i felt like i kept seeing him everywhere, but figured i must have been mistaken. I couldnt have been seing him so much. Theres no way a person could b in two places at once, right? "Duh girl! GET IT TOGETEHR YOUR FALLING APART!" I screamed mentally to myself. Shaking my head to clear the thoughts of him I walked the rest of the way home and yes I live alone. Im 24 for god sakes! Continuing the little rant in my head I didnt notice somebody infront of me "Oof" I said falling backwards waiting for the impact of the ground but it never did. Opening my eyes that I closed on the way down I felt a hand on my waist. Looking to my hero I was shocked it was HIM! My stomach started getting butterflies.
- It seems to me that I just Can't him out of my thoughts, out of my mind, out of actions that I make. Whenever I see one of those people that look like a friend of his, I walk over and try to talk to them but there was answer was that I was looking for. One night I was walking my dog and as we passed
- We passed HIM, it was crazy there he was right within my reach but yet so far away at the same time. I longed to know this person. I needed to know his thoughts, his dreams, his beliefs, his flaws. If I did not get these answers my heart and soul could never rest. We began to converse and minutes turned in to hours. Before I knew it we had been talking for almost three hours! But every minute of those three hours felt like a dream. It was so sweet, it was heaven for me. We made plans to meet the next day. Tomorrow never felt so far away. His words were like honey, the way he looked at me
- he took my breath away. those girlish butterflies came back and i felt very childish. i could barely walk, those darn feelings just would not go away.